The best of travel is never measured in miles.
It is found in the colours and energy that you encounter as you wander around.
It is experienced in the encounters with people who touch your soul and make you wonder about life.
It is felt in the soul of the places you visit that help you reimagine who you are in your daily life.
Every time I travel, I return a little different.
I have stopped seeking because I find.
I find myself, other beings, my truth, other truths, my world, other worlds, my journey, other peoples’ journeys and they all converge in who I am.
I die every day only to be reborn every moment into something that I am yet to fathom.
Imagine a soul like that, one who dares every minute.
I cannot help it.
I am the mystery and the magic, rolled into a ball that unsettles you ever so slightly.
Stay away from my path if you love your comfort and the numbing mundane of routine life.
I am fire. I am hail. I am the thunder that scared you as a child.
Turn back before I destroy you,
Because I have seen what you are meant to become.
If you choose to stay, be prepared to have your glass walls broken down.
Because, that is your prison.
I will smash the false idol in the mirror.
One way or another, I will shatter you.
And, then I will leave.
To pursue other truths and other lives,
Because as long as I am living,
I haven’t yet arrived at where I am meant to be.
Don’t mourn me or deify me.
I am a free soul, and so are you.
I have to walk my path, and you yours.
Breathe life into your soul, your self, your seed,
And, life will sing back to you.
But try not to cross my path
As life will never be the same again.